The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-10-30

The scene brought to Pauline's mind the
incident of yesterday. The image of Nlr-
gil arose before her. His beautiful eyes
seemed raised to hers in mournful eloquence,
and her lips unconsciously curled as she
thought how superior he was to the foolish,
gluralous upStarts gathered around Florine.
Was she i'll love with the boys AS she
asked herself the question a blush over
spread her cheeks. No, she assured herself {;
she had not been so unwatchful as to let the
passion steal an entrance to her heart.
And these are the kind OF young men
Florine likes said Charlie, averting his
head in disgust; but at a sensible boy like
Virgil Paine she turns up her nose. Par
don my vulgarism, Paulie.n
At the mention of Virgils name Pauline
blushed again-thiS time to the roots of her
hair.
by the way, Paulie,n said Charlie 81
went to the office this morning to see Nir-
gil, and he was eXtravagant i'll his express
sions of gratitude toward you. He says he
will never forget your dismterested kind
ness.n
A joyous expression lighted up the girls
face, frightening her beauty to seraphic
loneliness. Charlie saw the sudden change
of her countenance, and an expression OF
inetfable sadness came over his own tace.
IL understand it all,n he mentally ejacu-
lated "She is in love with Virgil. But
why should wonder at it. He is hand
some--intellectually handsome, as she her
self says; he is extraordinarily talented and
as good and gentle as he Is handsome and in
tellectual. The idea of her loving me-a shall
low, hot-headed. harum-scarum fellows
absurd! What a fool | have been TO cher
ish the hope of her returning my atfec-
ton! ! VIII crush the passion at once, or
will at least conceal it! Pauline Morriss
shall never know tnat love her! am too
proud to ayow my love for one who know
loves anotherm
The happy expression instantly faded
from Paullne's face at sight of her cousin
detected countenance.
'Cheer up, Charlie she said, tenderly,
laying her hand upon his arm
Let me alone, ne replied, sharply.
Pauline looked at him in aStonlShment.
Never before had he spoken to her III such a
manner. Tears came into her eyes, and,
stung deeply by his harshness. she turned 10
leave HIM But instantly he caught her
arm, and said penitently:
"PaUlie, don't get angry with me! l
didn't mean to be cross to you, my sweet,
angel cousin! 1 believe l am possessed of
| Satan. | wish | were dead, for | don't de-
serve to live another minute after speaking
to you so harshly! Forgive me, my cousin,
will you notF
Yes, Charlie;I forgive you; but you
had no right to speak to Inc as you did. "
II know didn't he replied, sorrowful-
ly. but you viii forgive me, Paulie~
II told you | would, Charlie" replied the
| girl, touched by his plaintive voice. Il
| know you didn't mean to speak to me
| harshly So don't trouble yourself about
the matter further. 1t was very wicked in
| You to wish for death. Here comes brother
| Charlie, doesn't he look manly and noble!
l never saw him appear SO handsome in
my life as he does tonight. You and he are
so much alike, Charlie. You grow more
and more like brother every day just look
at Blanche Watson casting shy glances at
him The cunning creature! Oh, brotherr
What do you want, little sisJer~ said the
| young minister, placing his hand under her
chin and looking fondly into her fair,
| sweet face.
81 want you to assume the role of Help
and assist this Pilgrim out of the Slough of
| Despond, she replied.
Poor ChaIliem said Bunyan, turning to
his cousin. Il knew you would grow sad as
| the time of parting drew near, although
YOU boosted up 20 last night you could part
| from aunt Mamie and Florine without she'd
ding tear 1 knew your warm, impulsive
| nature was incapable of such stoicism.
fear, my boy, if mother and Pauline were
| going to leave me an hour or two hence for
| i've years, | should be deeper in the Slough
| than you. Tear can give you but feeble
comfort. However, L VIII try my best.o
And he did try, but without success A
| shadow blacker than the shadows of night
had fallen upon the boys spirit. To him
the future seemed but dreary waste OF
years, along which he must journey with a
broken heart. Pauline-she whom he had
loved from his earliest boyhood-loved an
| other. She had not said she did; but had
! not her countenance convinced him of the
facts Dreamily he moved among the crowd
mechanically he listened to the sweet
strains of music that hoated at intervals
| through the parlors. As the wounded deer
longs in his dying moments to flee to some
| hidden spot IN the wilderness where neither
man nor beast may behold its suiferings, so
poor Charlie, in the anguish of his heart
| longed to escape to some place of solitude To
mourn over his suddenly faded hope.
The evening passed pleasantly away to all
except the sad-hearted boy. AT 10 O'Clock
supper was served, and an hour later Mr.
and Mrs. Woodbury., accompanied by
Florine, left for New York, from which
port in early spring they proposed to sail
lor Liverpool.
After much persuasion on the part of his
uncle's family, Charlie reluctantly accom-
panied them home The next morning he
departed, with a heavy heart, for college.
ITO BE CONTINUED